A bus is driving on a concrete road full of rural style.
The driver is a very passionate person who is willing to step on the accelerator. Occasionally he will perform exciting overtaking on corners when the mood strikes.
Jiang Chen closed his eyes and slept for a while. However, due to the driver's unrestrained driving, he really couldn't sleep well, so after opening his eyes several times, he took out his mobile phone to browse the stars to pass the time.
The situation in Myanmar is becoming increasingly heated and has become the focus of Chinese netizens. Various experts are giving advice on the Internet, which is very lively.
After defeating Kanbang, Wei Yi's troops, who advanced alone, encountered setbacks and started fighting with an armed organization called the Japanese Patrol Independent Alliance.
With Pingli as the battlefield, the two sides clashed frequently. In terms of combat effectiveness, the Allied forces armed with world-class equipment will definitely have the upper hand. However, this independent alliance is a thief. After suffering several losses, it will judge the situation. Changed strategy and began to adopt classic guerrilla tactics.
This made the Allied Forces unable to use anything, and in addition, only a small force was stationed in Pingli, so Wei Yi did not rush forward impulsively, and simply used Pingli as the center to pull the opponent.
Anyway, there was no instigation, and there was no time pressure.
What they shot out was indeed not bullets, but banknotes, but they didn’t need to pay it out themselves.
Let’s see who can afford it.
Boss Jiang, who had already spent a lot of money while taking a nap just now, is indeed a perfect donor. He didn't feel distressed at all and watched the heated discussion among netizens with interest.
“Baimakou has arrived.”
The bus stopped.
The driver with excellent driving skills shouted, at least more than 20 minutes earlier than the scheduled time.
Fortunately, there are no cameras on this kind of road, otherwise the salary would not be enough to deduct points, and the driver’s license would have to be reimbursed and I would no longer be able to eat this meal.
“What a bus!”
Two passengers got off here.
When he glanced at the female passenger inadvertently, the driver, who was only in his twenties, looked like he was being stared at by a magnet. His eyes were wide open and he was reluctant to move away until the passenger got out of the car.
“I can’t leave yet!”
“Hurry, hurry, hurry!”
It wasn't until the other passengers started to complain impatiently that he reluctantly pressed the button to close the door.
“Is this it?”
Jiang Chen asked his companions.
Of course he didn’t come alone.
The Taoist aunt nodded and walked in front to lead the way with understanding.
Jiang Chen followed.
Since I miss home, it’s easy to handle and just be satisfied.
Anyway, he planned to return to the East China Sea.
Didn’t drive.
Although the Taoist sister is also the driver, it is too far away after all, and it is too tiring even if the two of us take turns driving.
Jiang Chen originally extended an invitation to Lan Peizhi, but as expected, he was rejected.
At that time, Jiang Chen immediately wanted to ask if he could drop by to see his uncle and aunt, since they were all back to Bashu anyway, but when the words came to his lips, the innate survival instinct of living things made him swallow them rationally. go back.
The last time I came here, I was with Lan Peizhi and drove directly to the foot of the mountain. However, the bus was definitely not that convenient. It would only stop at fixed stops. I followed Duanmu Liuli next to the road where I got off. After walking for about half an hour, the tavern that I still remember appeared in sight.
“Wait a moment.”
Jiang Chen asked Duanmu Liuli to wait, and then walked into the tavern alone.
“Boss, do you still have the signature Songhua Brewing here?”
“Yes, how much do you want?”
“Two pots, please.”
< br>Because it was the first time, I didn’t know anything at all, but this time I couldn’t forget the etiquette.
"How much? Ten thousand?"
When paying the bill, even though Boss Jiang was wealthy and generous, he was still shocked.
"Boss, I am also from Sichuan."
Boss Jiang is still smart and suspects that the other party is robbing outsiders.
The capacity of this wine pot is not large. I estimate that one pot only holds about half a catty. Two pots only cost one catty, and one catty of wine costs ten thousand. This makes the reputation of such a famous wine outside unworthy.
"Guest, if you are from Sichuan and Sichuan, you should know that the Songhua Brewing in our store has always been sold at this price."
In fact, you can recognize the accent of the locals in Sichuan and Sichuan at first glance. Yes, but the boss didn't expose Jiang Chen.
No wonder the old god said he couldn’t afford to drink. He thought it was a joke at the time.
“Have you reported it to the Market Supervision and Administration Bureau?”
The tavern owner was stunned. He had probably never encountered such a problem before, and then introduced the display on the counter. , "Sir, we have other wine here, you can take a look."
"Just kidding."
Boss Jiang, who had been serious just now, suddenly smiled and said, "Two pots of pine flower brew, pack them up."
"Guest sir, the pine flower brew in our store is brewed from mountain springs that broke the ice in early spring, and is paired with pine flowers picked the year before. , which has been stored through a special process, and is essentially different from the places outside.”
When the waiter was asked to pick up the wine, the boss introduced it to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen just nodded, not sure if he could understand it.
"Your wine, sir."
"Thank you."
Carrying two pots of pine flower wine worth as much as wine and dew, Jiang Chen turned around and left, heading out. When leaving, the boss shouted: "Sir, are you buying wine to see the old Taoist priest on the mountain?"
"There should be very few people who would buy this kind of wine and drink it themselves."
< br>Jiang Chen replied without looking back, and walked out of the tavern.
Taoist sister did not take the first step, she still stood there.
Just standing under the awning outside the pub.
There is an essential difference between innocence and stupidity.
“Let’s go.”
The two continued up the mountain.
“Have you bought wine for your master?”
Jiang Chen asked on the way up the mountain.
Duanmu Liuli nodded.
Although the Taoist temple is in tatters, it seems to have a lot of oil and water. Not many people can afford to drink ten thousand yuan per catty of wine.
Same.
Every business now pays attention to marketing.
In those talent shows on TV, you have to perform a tragic life experience as soon as you go on stage.
Taoist temples are shabby, and making money or not are two different concepts.
"The old Taoist priest is hiding his secrets."
Jiang Chen sighed with emotion, and then asked: "You should be familiar with that tavern, right? How much does it cost to buy a bottle of wine there? ?”
Boss Jiang is indeed a businessman, but he seems to be worried that the store will take advantage of him.
“I don’t know.”
“I don’t know? Didn’t you buy it before?”
Jiang Chen was surprised.
“I don’t need to pay.”
No money?
Jiang Chen smiled in surprise, "You're not here to buy wine with a sword, are you?"
"Keeping accounts."
Duanmu Liuli said succinctly: "Master will go and settle the accounts. .”
Not bad.
Not a bandit who dominates the mountain.
Although this wine is a bit expensive, at least the price is clearly marked. For this reason alone, it is better than many places.
I have only been here once, but Jiang Chen has a deep impression of this place. When he stood at the door of the Taoist temple and looked up at the crooked and peeling paint on the door plaque, he couldn't help but feel mixed feelings in his heart.
“Don’t you want to come back and have a look? Why don’t you go in?”
Jiang Chen retracted his gaze and turned his head.
Duanmu Liuli was still standing beside him.
She should never be afraid of being close to home.
And actually, it didn’t take long to go down the mountain.
It’s not that Duanmu Liuli didn’t go in, it’s just that something seemed to attract his attention.
Jiang Chen followed her line of sight and couldn't help but be stunned.
There was a little girl inside the Taoist temple.
At the age of just entering elementary school, he was staring at them with a pair of big black eyes.
Soon.
Jiang Chen reacted and showed a gentle smile, "Your name is Yaoyao, right?" "Brother, do you know me?"
Little girl Very unexpected.
At this age, he is somewhat sensible.
“Well, where is your mother?”
Jiang Chen is very sunny and kind.
"Mommy went to pick vegetables."
The little girl spoke in a cute and cute childish voice. She was quite smart and quickly guessed: "Big brother and my mommy are friends. "?"
Jiang Chen smiled but didn't answer.
"Yaoyao, where did you hide grandpa's whisk?"
A kind shout came from the Taoist temple.
Then.
The old Taoist Priest with gray hair and boyish face came out. When he saw Jiang Chen who came uninvited, he didn’t have any unexpected reaction. He just looked at the young disciple who was wearing jeans and a long-sleeved T-shirt. He was stunned for several seconds and wiped his eyes childishly.
"Master."
Duanmu Liuli shouted.
It can be confirmed that it is me.
The old Taoist opened his mouth to form a small "o", then straightened his long beard and just nodded, "Okay, okay, okay..."
Okay?
What's good?
Just a Taoist master, it is naturally difficult for ordinary people to understand what he says.
"The fly whisk is in that room. Yaoyao saw that the table was a little dirty, so she took it to dust it."
The little girl pointed to the wing on the side. If Jiang Chen remembered correctly, , that should be the Taoist nun’s sister’s room.
Whisk.
But it is a Taoist magic weapon.
Take it to dust?
This is no different from asking for food with a golden bowl from Buddhism.
"Yao Yao is so good. Did you know that your sister is coming back?"
The old Taoist priest truly has a holy heart and did not feel any anger or pain. Instead, he touched the little girl's face kindly. head.
"Is that room my sister's?"
The little girl had a bright mind and immediately looked at Duanmu Liuli.
"Yes, sister has been living here before you came."
The old Taoist priest said to his apprentice and Jiang Chen: "Ms. Yu has gone to pick vegetables, come in first."
Several people entered the main hall.
"Taoist Master Duanmu said that he wanted to come back and have a look, so I stopped by to accompany her. I don't know what the old Taoist likes. When I came here last time, I heard you say that the pine flower stuffed wine in the Shanxia Tavern tastes good, so I bought two pots."
Jiang Chen put the wine on the table without saying anything, which is disrespectful.
That would be so hypocritical.
Two jugs of wine cost ten thousand yuan. The Taoist aunt didn’t know the price, but the old Taoist priest definitely knew.
This is not a small gift.
Looking at the two pots of pine flower stuffing, the octogenarian Taoist priest narrowed his eyes, smiled and nodded, stroking his beard, "I can remember the casual words of the poor Taoist. I am thoughtful."< br>
“Sister, are you Grandpa’s apprentice?”
It is human nature to like beautiful things, and it has nothing to do with age.
At this age, a little girl is not yet interested in handsome guys, so she keeps looking at Duanmu Liuli with her big eyes.
But Duanmu Liuli was basically a social terror. He didn't know how to deal with children, so he sat there in silence.
This was not the first time that she had been ignored. The little girl was quite hurt and lowered her head in loneliness.
“How do you know that your sister is grandpa’s apprentice?”
Jiang Chen asked with a smile.
"Because grandpa said that the room belongs to his apprentice. Grandpa also said that my sister is very powerful and no one will dare to bully Yaoyao and mommy in the future."
The little girl quickly Lift your head.
Jiang Chen didn’t know for a moment which disciple the old Taoist priest was talking about to the child.
"Sister is indeed very powerful. Have you seen the sword hanging in the room?"
The little girl nodded vigorously, "Yes, Mommy won't let me touch it."
"That's my sister's weapon." Jiang Chen made a waving motion, "Xia Xia, you know?"
I admire it very much.
You can have such a deep conversation with a little girl.
The old Taoist priest watched quietly, smiling and stroking his beard.
"I have watched TV. Is my sister as good as on TV?"
The little girl looked at Duanmu Liuli again excitedly.
But he was still "ignored".
No.
That is not accurate.
Duanmu Liuli looked at her, but didn't speak.
"My sister is not very talkative by nature. You should know from watching TV that masters are usually like this."
Jiang Chen explained.
"..."
"..."
"..."
The old men, adults and children were silent.
If you put this scene on TV. At this time there should be crows flying by.
"Yaoyao, the white radish you planted is ripe."
The voice came first before anyone arrived.
Just listening to the voice, it is quite elegant, and it feels like a broadcaster and host.
Jiang Chen turned his head.
Outside the main hall door.
Yu Hui, who was once the most beautiful host in Zhongjiang, was carrying a vegetable basket. She was no longer as glamorous as she once was. She was plain-faced, her hair was casually tied with a rubber band, and there was sweat dripping from her forehead. She was simple and plain.
Looking at each other, a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of Yu Hui, who gave birth to a child out of wedlock, and then disappeared. She must have mistaken Jiang Chen for a pilgrim at a Taoist temple, and smiled politely.
Jiang Chen nodded.
"Mommy, sister."
The little girl did not show interest in radish for the time being. She ran to her mother who came in and introduced Duanmu Liuli.
This time it was Jiang Chen’s turn to be injured.
After talking so much to this little girl, is it possible that there is still no Taoist sister who is like a god and has a sense of existence?
Yu Hui, who could be said to be fearless in a place, subconsciously looked at Duanmu Liuli. After a moment, she suddenly understood her daughter's words, and her expression changed.
She who was originally relaxed a second ago became visibly nervous, and could even be said to be uneasy.
Having lived in the Taoist temple for so long, she must know what this Taoist temple is, and at least she must know how many members there are.
Moreover.
Don’t forget.
It was Lan Peizhi who went to Zhongjiang personally to send their mother and daughter here.
After nervously looking at Duanmu Liuli for a while, Yu Hui quickly shifted her gaze to Jiang Chen, who looked harmless on the surface, and subconsciously protected her daughter with one arm.
“We just came back to see the old Taoist priest.”
Jiang Chen said peacefully.
Yu Hui, who gave up her wealthy life and took her daughter to live in seclusion in a remote mountain forest, was not relaxed.
The little girl felt her mother's strangeness, raised her head and looked at it in confusion.
"Ms. Yu, there should be some meat in the kitchen, just in time. There is wine today. Thank you for making some good dishes."
The old Taoist smiled and said, his voice was not rich, But it was as gentle as the spring breeze, which invisibly relieved Yu Hui's uneasiness.
Yu Hui nodded, holding the vegetable basket in one hand and holding her daughter in the other.
"Let's go and wash the radishes with Mommy."
The mother and daughter left.
"If the heart is not dead, the Tao will not arise; if desire is not destroyed, the Tao will not exist."
The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and muttered softly. (End of this chapter)